With strange emotions, Qin Yang and the three of them finally walked outside the door of a box, because of the excellent sound insulation effect, they could hardly hear the slightest sound inside, as if no one was strange at all.

"Sir, you can't go into this box. "Although she is dressed as a very revealing bunny girl, she is polite when she speaks.

With such an initiative to send it to the door, Uncle Jian naturally wants to take a hand of oil.

Qin Yang pretended to nodded, and after the rabbit girl left, the three of them exchanged a look, and they all put away their uninhibited expressions just now, except for Uncle Jian, who was still enjoying the fragrance in his hand.

After three silent counts, Qin Yang kicked open the luxurious wooden door with a slam kick. The sturdy gate, along with the door frame, fell to the ground with a heavy slump.

The luxury bag is extraordinary, the space inside is more than enough to be used as a dance floor, and the decoration can be described as extremely luxurious, which is not much better than Sun Dian.

What's more, there are all kinds of women's sexy lingerie on the floor, which looks like the kind of erotic type sold in adult goods stores.

This made Qin Yang, a senior dick, greatly increase his knowledge, and it turned out that erotic underwear could still be made like this.

"Who!" Li Weifeng reacted immediately and pushed away the woman riding on his body.

What a magnificent scene, anyway, all you can see is turbulent waves, the enemy is current, Qin Yang still doesn't forget to feast his eyes, and he began to compare in his heart, although these women present are all very hot and good-looking, but the chest line alone is not a grade worse than Murong Xin and Lin Xue's daughters.

"Your dad came to see you. Qin Yang kicked the obstacle at his feet again, and said loudly.

For a while, the extravagant scene was completely broken, and the women screamed, picking up the underwear on the ground to cover the important parts.

"It's you, why are you here?" Li Weifeng obviously didn't expect Qin Yang to take the initiative to come to the door, in his opinion, Qin Yang should be suffering all kinds of torture at the police station now.

"It's not big or small, talking to your dad like this, dad is spanking!"

Qin Yang slowly walked towards Li Weifeng, and those ** looked at Qin Yang and the three of them with frightened expressions, standing in the corner at a loss.

"You all go out, it's none of your business here. Qin Yang waved his hand, signaling that they could go.

The women couldn't help but cover the important parts and ran out, but naturally they couldn't escape Uncle Jian's evil salty pig hands at the door.

"Li Weifeng, it seems that your plan has failed. At this moment, on the sofa in the box, a burly man sneered.

Qin Yang glanced at it and recognized at a glance that you were the leading brother who had fought with him for a few rounds at the dock, if he was plotted by someone, it was not certain who would win and who would lose.

"Hmph! It's just my momentary negligence, what are you still sitting there doing, and you haven't dealt with them!" Li Weifeng shouted with a gloomy face.

The two people who were sitting, one was Song Ming, and the other was naturally Li Qiang.

With two gold medal fighters in charge, ordinary people can naturally rest easy, but today the plague god came to the door, and the two gold medal fighters are obviously not enough.

"I'll leave that kid to you, I'll deal with that dwarf and fool, and I'll be sharp. Li Qiang confidently patted Song Ming's shoulder, and got up while twisting his neck.

Song Ming was angry, and he didn't care about fighting back, he looked at Qin Yang very vigilantly, the two had fought each other, Qin Yang had some means, Song Ming couldn't be clearer in his heart.

"Qin Feng, leave the other guy to Uncle Jian, you take care of yourself. Qin Yang took care of it, although Qin Feng is now at the root of the disease, he can still deal with opponents of this grade, but for safety reasons, it is naturally solved by Uncle Jian.

"Damn! Who do you call a short man!" Uncle Jian's most taboo thing is that someone mentions his height.

"Fool, say me?" Qin Feng's face sank, and his murderous aura was suddenly revealed, as if he had returned to the majestic appearance of the whirlwind legs.

"Can there be anyone else?" Li Qiang sneered.

Song Ming and Li Qiang didn't know Qin Yang, because when Sun Hong led people to besiege the bar, the two of them went out on a mission, otherwise how could they provoke this plague god.

Li Weifeng was a little panicked at the beginning, but now he has completely calmed down, this is his territory, in his opinion, Qin Yang is only three people, and it is a miracle that he can get out alive.

Li Weifeng leisurely poured a glass of red wine, crossed Erlang's legs, and sat there as if he was watching a play.

Qin Yang felt Li Weifeng's under-beaten appearance, but he didn't have time to clean him up for the time being, his eyes were staring at Song Ming, although the other party's skills belonged to the category of gold medal fighters, he also belonged to the masters among gold medal fighters, and he was much more powerful than the former Song Long.

For every rich second generation who is qualified to enter the review of the Divine Dynasty, Sun Hong will assign one or two gold medal fighters to them, one is responsible for monitoring, and the other is responsible for reporting the situation at any time.

But different people, the assigned thugs will naturally not be the same, so like Chen Hua's original identity, he can only be assigned to a thug at the level of Song Long.

"Does your hand still hurt? Fighting against Lao Tzu doesn't taste good, right? Qin Yang sneered.

Song Ming snorted coldly, didn't answer Qin Yang's words, kicked up a wine bottle, and the wine bottle went straight to Qin Yang, and Song Ming himself followed closely and rushed up.

Song Ming moved, Li Qiang was naturally not far behind, he didn't use that sniper rifle, like this kind of hand-to-hand combat, using a sniper rifle is simply looking for death, which even people who play CS know.

"Slow, I'm old, let me warm up, twist my waist, you can't afford the medical bills." Uncle Jian smiled obscenely.

Li Qiang was stunned for a moment, and the disdain in his eyes was even stronger, where did he care about these three seven twenty-one, he attacked directly.

And Qin Yang and Song Ming, as soon as they came up, it was a white-hot hand-to-hand combat, Song Ming didn't try it anymore, he took out his housekeeping skills when he came up, fighting freely, protecting his lower forehead with one hand, and preparing to attack with the other at any time.

Qin Yang didn't know so many routines, and when he came up, he hit Song Ming's face with a heavy punch.

Song Ming didn't have time to dodge completely, and blocked Qin Yang's heavy punch with one hand, but after taking this punch, Song Ming's face was very ugly, and on the arm used to block, green tendons burst out, as if he was struggling.

But the gold medal fighter was not in vain, he endured the numbness and immediately counterattacked with lightning speed.

Qin Yang is also a person who has been trained in hell and experienced several major battles, this little trick is just a joke in his opinion, in his eyes, Song Ming's movements are so slow that they are almost frozen.

easily dodged Song Ming's counterattack, and at this moment, Song Ming's abdomen was almost all exposed, and Qin Yang took advantage of the situation and kicked Song Ming's abdomen.

But Song Ming is not a soft persimmon, he arched his calves to defend, and this kick kicked firmly on Song Ming's calves.

With a kick, Song Ming took several steps back, and the leg that was kicked was obviously a little unstable on its feet.

With one move, Song Ming suffered a dark loss, Li Weifeng also found out, he was a little breathless, and looked at Qin Yang very unexpectedly, he didn't expect Qin Yang, a university teacher, to have such a ability.

This girl won't be a part-time physical education teacher.

And the duel between Li Qiang and Uncle Jian is not so exciting, one chases and fights fiercely, and the other keeps dodging like a mouse, what makes Li Qiang most unhappy is that Uncle Jian not only dodged all his attacks, but also smiled cheaply.

"Are you going to fight or not!" Li Qiang said angrily.

"What's the hurry, I'm warming up. Uncle Jian twisted his waist very cheaply, as if he was doing elderly sports.

"Lao Tzu doesn't have time to waste time with you, if you don't fight me, I'll go find that fool!" Li Qiang was tricked by Uncle Jian, and in the end, he had no choice but to go to Qin Feng's trouble.

Qin Feng looked stunned, not like a person who could fight at all, and because of the problem of clothes, he also looked very weak, no different from an otaku.

A hint of fanaticism flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, he hadn't fought for a long, long time.

Catching up with Li Qiang, although Qin Feng's fists did not have the power of the original, the power of the whirlwind legs did not lose at all back then.

With a beautiful turnaround kick, Li Qiang was directly kicked several meters away and slammed into the wall, fortunately this is a real wall, not the wooden partition in the movie.

"Uncle Jian, fight well!" Qin Yang frowned, he still didn't feel at ease to let Qin Feng fight.

"Take care of yourself first!" Song Ming seized the moment and pounced again, this time, he brought his iron fist gloves, one punch was enough to break a thick wooden table in half.

Although Qin Yang was admonishing Uncle Jian, his attention was still on Song Ming, but the other party was also a gold medal fighter, and if he accidentally took a few punches, even if Qin Yang was beyond ordinary people's ability to resist attacks, he had to kneel.

In fact, Qin Yang deliberately exposed this flaw and let Song Ming take the initiative to attack.

Song Ming's fist arrived, Qin Yang leaned over beautifully, dodged a powerful punch, and swept Song Ming down from the front with a whirlwind sweep, and then, it was the real trick that Qin Feng taught him.

Qin Yang once thought that Qin Feng's trick must have been learned by fighting Street Fighter.

When Song Ming's body couldn't stop falling forward, Qin Yang concentrated all his strength and hit Song Ming's chin with a heavy punch, and involuntarily dubbed in his mouth: "SHORYUKEN!"

"Click!"

The crisp voice, accompanied by a scream, Song Ming fell to the ground, his mouth was full of blood, there were still a few broken teeth on the ground, and his jaw was bound to be shattered.

"Good job!" Qin Feng applauded loudly, and he could see at a glance that this was the trick he had taught Qin Yang.

"You're crazy about street fighter. "Uncle Jian is dumbfounded, the scene just now is too familiar, it is clearly the skills in the street fighter game, and the dubbing, what a thing! I don't know Japanese, don't use Chinese translation.

Li Weifeng and Li Qiang were stunned, neither of them could have imagined that Song Ming would be directly knocked down with a punch, and he was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"How is it possible!" Li Weifeng's eyes widened, looking at Song Ming, who was constantly twitching, and muttered to himself in horror.

"Boy, you haven't even grown your hair, just learn from Sun Hong's bastard yin, you're still too tender!" Qin Yang sneered triumphantly.

"Presumptuous, dare to call the prince's name!" Li Qiang was furious, his wrist flipped over, and a palm thunder appeared in his hand almost in an instant.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.